Shen Du, a mortal doctor, has a dragon ball sewn into his heart.
On a rainy night when he was twenty-four, a woman in a red cheongsam knocked on the door of his black clinic. She was barefoot, with a faded red rope tied around her ankles. The rain was dripping down her calves. Her first words were: "I'm here to borrow something."
Her name is Ajiu, and she is the youngest daughter of the Dragon Clan. Sixty-seven years ago, during the tribulation, the dragon ball was chopped into pieces by someone, and was sewn into his heart by his grandmother to keep it warm to this day. She came to get the beads - but found that the beads had grown with him. Taking them out would break her heart.
The hunter family came after him. For one hundred and thirty years, they hunted dragons, drank their blood, and used dragon beads to refine elixirs to stay alive. The dragon ball in Shen Du's chest that had been fed with the blood of mortals for ninety-one years was the most desired prey of all hunters in the world.
"I'll give you my real name." Ah Jiu put her natal scales on his chest, and the dragon body dissipated in the rain. "From now on, you are my dragon ball."
Nine is the ultimate number, and Dragon Girl is ranked ninth, the smallest one. She waited for sixty-seven years for a mortal who dared to use a dragon tooth knife to seal the seal for her. When he personally delivered their child, when her sister's posthumous child emerged from the eggshell after waiting for 130 years, when all nine dragon balls of the Nine Dragons Demon Sealing Formation returned to their places. She traded her real name for his life, and he spent the rest of his life waiting for her to return the favor. This wait is a thousand years.
[High-burning sweet torture × ancient myth × mortal counterattack × cute baby milk dragon]
